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Chapter 57 The leader

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Alexander takes a deep breath, holding the smoke in his lungs for a moment before exhaling it in front of him. The wide windows at the back of his office provide the perfect view for smoking, and after the night they've had, he feels he has earned this small indulgence. The sun begins to peek over the horizon, and he senses the creeping allure of sleep tugging at the edges of his consciousness.

These cigars were a gift from Lemuel, and while his taste might be questionable in other matters, these cigars are exceptional. They are smoky yet rich, reminiscent of a meticulously brewed cup of coffee. He takes another puff, mindful that if his mother could see him now, she would launch into a lecture about the risks of lung cancer. He'd retort by emphasizing the importance of enjoying life's little luxuries after a hard day, and she would respond with a reminder about the merits of a good glass of wine.

Suddenly, something shifts in the reflection, causing him to stiffen as he notices movem
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